Castles and Carpeting (99 Words)
The castle was different. The hanging weapons were taken from the walls and replaced with classical paintings. The dungeon was carpeted and clean. But ghosts are like fireweed, and I could see them in the eyes of my companion.
“Let’s go,” I said.
“No—wait.”
He stopped me. He looked into the prison cell, cheerless even in 100 watt lighting, his hand resting on the grate. I wondered what he was remembering but was afraid to ask, to test him. His hand quivered on the iron bars.
“They don’t know,” he said. “They don’t know what it was like.”
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Written in response (tangentially) to the Daily Post‘s Daily Prompt, “Conjure,” and directly to Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge. Check it out!
WALLIE'S WENTLETRAP 
Well conjured.
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Thank you so much! 🙂 Wallie and I appreciate it
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Ironic no one remember to perform a cleansing before putting carpeting and classical painting in an old dungeon
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Haha, I think they’re more concerned with the commercial than spiritual aspects of the place 🙂
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can’t neglect the spiritual aspect; especially in a place like an old dungeon, they’ll find the commercial value will plunged down the tubes if the living are scared to be there……
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I like the conjuration of “seeing (ghosts) in the eyes of my companion”…
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Thank you 🙂
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The carpeting cannot cover what had happened before. Great juxtaposition of the modern elements and the lingering spirits.
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Thank you! 🙂 I really liked your prompt (Wallie did, too).
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Wallie is kind of getting all the attention, though! 🙂 Should I give you a different nom de plume than “Friend”?
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No, that’s perfect! 🙂 And Wallie is more than happy to get all the attention. He’s a bad little imp
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Wallie will get top billing then!
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